46 – Food that goes well with the academy

Ramzie Hams.

A junior faculty member of the Security Division.

However, even though he was at the lowest level, he was the general manager of the kitchen.

This had nothing to do with Ramju’s ability.

I just took on the hardest job.

It was a position Ramj himself never wanted to take on.

No matter how much it was the security department that took care of the academy’s chores, the job that they avoided the most among those jobs was the kitchen ministry.

The ram rat was at the bottom, and as a herbivore, he had no right to decide.

Nevertheless, Ramji has been working silently with his lack of skills. He did not run away even when he was subjected to complaints from the young ladies and vicious persecution.

It was also true that he had no family to feed him.

Ramju had many families.

He was not even the head of the family, he was the eldest son.

Are you supporting your retired parents and 16 siblings under you?

There are not just one or two mouths to support.

Besides, the younger siblings are still too young,

In fact, Ramjwi had no choice but to take responsibility for his livelihood alone.

But why did you choose this arduous academy?

It was because it was difficult to get a job in the beast tribe society. The beast tribe society is truly a world of weak meat.

It was difficult to find a decent job just because he was a herbivore prisoner.

At most, it’s all that running as a janitor or running a street vendor can do. However, this is also apt to be deprived of wages by carnivores or street robbers.

In addition, even if I collected my salary normally, it was an extremely insufficient amount because there were many mouths attached.

Being born as a herbivore in a beastman society was itself a hard mode of life.

Anyway, this is why I came to the academy. The work intensity was ridiculously hard, but there was no other option because the retirement age and stable salary were guaranteed.

“… If I do well, next year my younger siblings may also join the academy.”

“Why? Is life difficult with the money you send me?”

“That’s not it. But the academy… Although it is difficult, you can receive a fair amount of compensation… ! And there aren’t many places for a herbivore beast like me to work. My younger siblings have no other choice… … .”

Ramswie makes a lot of noise.

Repeatedly, as if self-hypnosis.

If you don’t do this, it will be difficult to endure a hopeless situation.

Still, there was a little hope in his voice. A small hope that if I hold on until next year, I can still see the faces of my younger siblings.

“I see… … .”

The kitchen inside the kitchen.

When I heard the story of Ramjwi, who became a hard man, I didn’t have anything to say to comfort him.

Whether it’s in another world or in reality, wherever you are, it’s sad when you don’t have power.

If you don’t have power, do you have a lot of money?

If not, did you have any skills?

Or, at least, he was at least strong.

ㅡCharrr… !

I poured the biscuits over the large garden net, reflecting on the survival methods I learned at the academy.

What I am doing now is also a struggle to get a solid back. To get the dragons on my side with delicious desserts.

Some might say it’s crazy

wait and see I will definitely do it.

In fact, the notice is right in front of you.

Tomorrow, we’ll be able to capture the SSR-class Sophia.

With this, the threats from the ladies will be greatly reduced. And then… … .

“Breeder? But what are you doing now? Didn’t I teach you how to cook?”

When thinking about future plans,

A ram rat with his big front teeth sticking out and asking a question.

The more I look at this guy, the more I feel burdened.

Until yesterday, it was fluffy and had a cute taste… … .

Now that the pink flesh is visible, it is disgusting. It was a problem that it was a mouse in the first place, but it was a visual that never suited a kitchen.

“Oh, I’ll tell you about the cooking later. Before that, let’s use a frying pot. Is it on fire right now?”

“hit. It has been on fire ever since.”

As Ramjie said, under the large frying pot, a large magic crystal that was like solid fuel was burning roaring with blue flames.

The magic crystal was a fairly versatile raw material.

Fossil fuels were also used, as they are now.

It was also used as a battery for engineering supplies.

It is said that you can even use mana to cast magic.

Of course, an ordinary human like me used it to start a fire.

“Okay, now the pot seems to be heated to a certain extent. Shall we put it in?”

“That square one? in oil? Are you serious?”

“Yes, more sincere than ever. Don’t be surprised.”

ㅡChahhhh… !

ㅡSizzle sizzle… … !!

I lifted a pole the size of my torso and dipped the biscuits into the oil. Slowly so as not to splash the oil.

If I had just poured the whole biscuits in at once, I would have been fried to a golden brown along with the oil that had risen.

Anyway, what I’m making right now is none other than fried biscuits.

If you show me the taste of biscuits once,

It is natural to show the ultimate taste.

Star candy-stuffed biscuits were also successful, but

There is no comparison with fried biscuits.

During my military days, I became close to a cook and often ate fried biscuits and milk, and this is a delicacy.

“But what is that? biscuit? Dried bread?”

“Ah, you must be curious. I just want to try it once.”

“Crazy… ?”

ㅡTal-Tal-Tal-Tal… … !

I additionally dumped all the biscuits into the frying pan, and handed the biscuits left in the sack to Ramswich.

The idea was to show the difference in taste before and after frying the biscuits. It was meant to test the taste level of the guy.

ㅡOdeuk, Odeuk… !

Ramswi didn’t use any of his large front teeth. He just tossed the biscuits into his mouth and munched on them.

‘When are you going to use those front teeth?’

It was time for me to brainstorm these nonsensical thoughts.

“Oh, delicious… … ?!”

The eyes of the big ram rat opened even more.

“uh? is it delicious? Aren’t you squeamish?”

“What are you talking about? This is delicious! Crispy and savory, just my taste!”

“Shit… … .”

ㅡTitling!

[Currently, a new subject wants to connect with you… … ]

Oh, refusal. refuse!

It was the exact opposite of the reaction I expected.

The window for success in rapport just pops up like this?

The boy’s appetite was probably bad.

I’m not the type to ignore others,

Ramji’s sense of taste was hopeless.

Since I ate wrong from the start of my own taste, I must have served a terrible level of food every time.

“Oh hey, wait a minute. I’ll try to make it even more delicious so that it can’t be compared to that delicious thing.”

“Crazy… ?! Is that possible?!”

“okay. And ram rats? If you want to survive in the academy for a long time, change that exclamation first. Have you been squeaking since before in the kitchen that needs to be cleaned? What if the ladies hear it?”

“Yeah, but this is arbitrary—”

“If you don’t want to, don’t. If you don’t want to be a rat trap by the ladies. I am speaking for you.”

“Ah, okay… … .”

A ram rat who is stunned by my criticism.

Were you talking too much? Are you pretty clean?

Seeing you like this makes me feel sorry… … .

In the first place, he was also forced to take on the job at the kitchen, but forcing himself to do this is a pity.

The academy’s job division itself was wrong.

I have no idea what the classification criteria are.

One thing is for sure, like the military, it was fist-fighting.

‘In the same vein, why aren’t the dwarves who are good with their hands in the management department? Putting top-notch blacksmiths at their desks and only doing clerical work… … .’

ㅡWheeze, whistle… … .

I slowly stirred the garden net while brooding over the irrationality of the academy.

Then, in no time, moderately ripe biscuits float on top of the oil.

When the outer surface is darkly browned, it should be removed.

If I left it any longer, it would burn like a briquette.

When it comes to frying, nothing is as important as temperature.

ㅡChallenge… !

When you scoop out the biscuits that have floated on top of the oil, the oil drips down.

ㅡTal! mask! mask!

After shaking the rim of the pot several times to remove the grease, it was poured into an iron basin.

ㅡWarrr !

“It is possible to deep-fry without frying clothes… ? The color is quite convincing!”

“right? When it cools down, grab one and eat it.”

Sweating profusely, I fried all the other biscuits. Even though it was evening and the wind was cool, I was sweating profusely.

ㅡTung!

“Whoa… ! It’s over now… … !”

Finally, after taking out the biscuits, I wiped the sweat with my sleeve. There is no such thing as a complete oil sauna.

ㅡBaslak, Bassak… !

After frying, the amount is quite large.

It looks like about 100 bags of biscuits.

Seeing the heaps of sheep makes my heart calm.

Even today, I had made enough biscuits, but they ran out in an instant, so I made some biscuits just in case.

If it wasn’t for Derke’s Ghost Corps, it wouldn’t have been possible to make it in such a large number.

ㅡCrunchy, crunchy… !

“Well? Definitely delicious! Monga, Monga! I can feel the deep smell!”

It’s hard to look for it, but Ramji tastes the fried biscuits right away without notice.

Still, my sense of taste wasn’t ruined at all. As long as you can tell which one tastes better, you have a good chance.

“Haha, ram rat? By the way, could you get me some water and salt?”

“Take… ? Oh no! What, water?! Got it. get it soon Waiting squirrel.”

Ramjwi can’t even make a sound and leaves.

It’s a shame if it’s just fried.

If today was a biscuit full of star candy,

Tomorrow, on the contrary, salty biscuits.

Shouldn’t it be like today, getting drunk and making a fuss? At least I can’t get drunk on salt.

“Breathe, here you are.”

“Ah, thank you.”

ㅡBeep, boom!

I drank the water first.

I guess I’ll live a bit now.

Sweating after hard work… … .

When can I be free?

ㅡSol sol sol sol… !

I quenched my thirst and sprinkled salt on the freshly fried biscuits like snowflakes. Just to get a moderately salty taste.

And after that… … .

ㅡWheeze, whistle… !

ㅡDalgrak! Dagrak!

He stirred the biscuits with a large ladle.

Be careful not to break the biscuits.

It would have been easier to do it by hand, but it would burn you.

‘I made this, so it’s pretty reasonable, right?’

Because of the oil on the surface, the grains of salt adhere well on their own. If I chew a few, I think I can quickly replenish the amount of salt in the sweat I just shed.

Ah, looking at it, I want a beer.

“Can I help you too?”

“No, you set up the ingredients for tomorrow’s dinner. After I finish this, I will teach you how to cook as promised.”

“Ah, I see! Ready soon… !!”

Ram-jwi runs into the food warehouse for Burinake again. The bony back of the guy who seems to be suffering from hair loss looks lonely.

Let’s stop useless sentiments now, and let’s wrap things up quickly.

ㅡCharrr… !!

After that, I put the salted biscuits back into the sack.

It didn’t seem necessary to subdivide. You can put it in a bowl and serve it like today.

ㅡTitling!

[Fried salt biscuits – ★★☆ : There is nothing in this world that is fried and tasteless. It has a crispy texture and a salty taste, making it perfect as a side dish for alcohol. Be careful not to let your sympathies touch alcohol.]

[Rating increases by ☆ due to ‘Dragon’s Touch’, the perk of the rapport target.]

‘Oh, it’s also floating this time.’

Two stars seems to be the limit for biscuits.

Well, it was a biscuits and I scooped two of them well.

In addition, thanks to Derke’s help, I was able to maintain a fairly good level of perfection.

“Breeder! Ready!”

Just as I was wiping my chin and looking at the system messages, Ramseu called me.

I’ll have to give you the recipe soon and finish it.

It would be nice if the ingredients were easy to make.

I wonder what the menu for tomorrow’s dinner will be.

ㅡJeobeok, Jeobeok!

I went straight to the food warehouse.

And the ingredients you see as soon as you enter.

There seems to be a lot of something, but something less.

What do you mean?

“uh? Is this all?”

I didn’t mean sheep. It pointed out the type of food material.

“Breakfast is, of course, bread! Oven chicken for lunch tomorrow! The problem is dinner! I don’t know what to make!”

Ramzy was still asking me to tell him what to eat for dinner.

Various kinds of sausages and hams were piled up in front of Ramjwi. Other than that, there was only a jar of beans, and lettuce, onion and garlic.

“Why are there so many sausages?”

“Chief Johnson… ! They say it’s their favorite sausage and they bring in a lot!”

“Oh yeah?”

To think that the dwarf would be catering to personal needs here too. I didn’t know that he was using his authority as head of general affairs in such a trivial way.

Wouldn’t it be like an army walkthrough?

“Let’s beg here! A whole sausage!”

Ramji brings me a purchase order as if he is helpless.

‘Let’s see. The sausage that Johnson likes is full of bilge… … .’

Oh, just fixed.

As for a dish that can be made with johnsonville sausage, this is the best.